Ah-? [First the insistence that he has a Thing for Phoenix, and then stopping him in his tracks and...touching him. Goodness, but Ruin is straightforward and at times baffling.]

Well. No. [He pouts.] But surely that doesn't make me look old. [He reaches up to gently take Ruin by the wrist, pull the hand away.] And certainly you've jumped to some conclusions about myself and Phoenix. I only mean to make him less dour. Honestly, I couldn't tell you if that confounding man likes me or hates me.

[Made more complicated by them apparently knowing each other, before, but...he sighs.]

You know, sometimes I think youth is wasted on the young.